Fashion forward?

This true little story is linked to Week 149 of Saturday Centus.   The prompt is in bold.   To read other stories using the same prompt, just click here.

 After my dad left the Air Force, we lived with my Grandmother in rural Ohio.

Grandma was a cantankerous old woman but she had gorgeous gardens and could cook up a storm on her wood-burning stove.  

In addition to these skills, she was a self-tought fashion critic that cared little for the styles of the era, especially the micro-mini skirts.

 My Grandma always told me, “You can see your ‘unseeables’ in those dresses”.

 Although Grandma might have been right, I took to carrying a seam ripper to school.

 

It made it easier to rip off the ruffles she sewed to the bottom of my dresses.